Little maniacs

We crossed the deserts and the plain
We never wanted to go back again
We climbed the trees and broke a bone
But the woods and fields were our home

We were always happy
The sun on our backs
We were such tearaways
Little maniacs

Chase the crickets, “mind the road!”
Never doing what we're told
Bullies come and bullies go
We've got the scars left to show

We were always happy
The sun on our backs
We were such tearaways
Little maniacs

Darkness came, but we'd never tire
We got in trouble when someone lit a fire
Power struggles, test your might
Clear the air with a fight

We were always happy
The sun on our backs
We were such tearaways
Little maniacs

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